On Saturday I went to see the Body Works exhibition. For anyone who's missed all the controversy, this is an exhibition of dissected human bodies. I really enjoyed it - it was fascinating to see what the inside of a human body really looks like. One way or another, I've spent a lot of time studying physiology so we were looking at things I'd seen photographs and models of many times. It was very cool to see how it all fits together in 3-D space - the body really is a superbly designed piece of kit.
From there, we went off to Oxford Street to do a bit of shopping. Luckily for us, we stopped off to get some lunch on the way. Lucky, because we were sitting in a cafe in Liverpool St station eating sandwiches and drinking coffee when a tube train derailed. That's what I call a lucky escape - had we decided to eat nearer to the shops we could well have been on that train. As an aside, this wasn't my closest miss - a couple of years back my normal commuter train had a minor derailement (in which nobody was hurt) one morning when I was running a little late and missed the train.
In the evening, oin & I dropped our friend off at the party she'd come down to attend, en route to play poker with some friends. We take our cards very seriously - at one point the pot for one hand reached over 1GBP :-) Next, we went back to the party where we'd dropped off our house-guest earlier. As the designated driver for the evening, I was completely sober - unlike everybody else around me :-) In the kind of convoluted relationship tree that provides evidence for the six degrees of separation theory, the party was held by a guy my ex-housemate knew at uni, although I didn't know him. Since uni he has married a girl I knew, although my pal didn't. Confused yet? I'm willing to bet you're not as confused as Mel was to discover somebody she hadn't seen in over a decade standing in her kitchen :-) It was really nice to catch up, particularly as they are fixing up a house that is in a similar state to ours :-)
All in all, I did more on Saturday than I normally do over two or three weekends. But, in the spirit of our New Year Resolution to have more fun, we started off Sunday with a long lazy brunch featuring lots of lovely food and some bucks fizz. In the afternoon we went off to Wells Park with snowcat, and took a very silly number of photos with our new cameras. We managed to go at just the right time of day so that we had lots of lovely light to take pictures in before the sky turned a spectacular shade of pink as the sun set, resulting in some photos I will post later once I free up some server space.
If only every weekend could be like this one :-) The plan for next weekend mainly involves paintbrushes ...
A ghost ship floating off the coast of Australia, in the style of the Mary Celeste, which apparently can be found off the cost of Haiti.
There were reports of a proposed reality TV show in which a "lucky" member of the public gets to fight Mike Tyson. Which just goes to show, that some people will do just about anything to get on TV.
Whilst my cousin penguins at San Fransisco zoostarted their New Year health kick by swimming in circles for hours on end every day, the EU were banning cosmetic testing on animals. Well sort of - this is the EU we're talking about so it's going to take 6 years to achieve and there will be loopholes and get-out clauses, but it's a start.
In the US, posters of the Beatles' famous Abbey Road cover were airbrushed to remove a cigarette from Paul's hand.
And while all the was going on, the preparations for war ground on. And still none of us really know how the war on terrorism turned into a crusade in Iraq. The latest word from the UK government seems to be that Sadaam is guilty until proved innocent. Does Tony not realise that if he sends us off to join in with a war none of us want to take part in, it's not too likely we'll be turning out in droves to vote for him in 2005.
